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I set up a new site(an actual website, instead of just the blog now). I still have some work to do, but I launched it this morning. I imported most of the posts from here, but I’m leaving this up for now. But, from now on my posts will be up at fallonbrown.com So, come check me Out overthere!

Welcome back to another visit with the Weekend Writing Warriors, the blog hop for anyone who likes to write, where we share 8-10 sentences from a project and sometimes get creative with punctuation. 😉 I’m continuing with Hawk’s story. I skipped over some of it, but Hawk’s father was still lingering. They managed to make it away, though. This is the end of this scene:

“So,” Barbie finally said, “I take it your father hasn’t given up yet.”
I let out a rough laugh. “No, and he’s going to be after both of us now,” I said, gesturing back to where Noah clung to his seat. “With or without getting paid for it.”
“Really,” Barbie said, glancing over her shoulder, “and why’s that?”
“Meet my little brother, Noah. And my father will consider him coming with us the worst betrayal.”
“Well, that’s just wonderful,” Barbie said. Then she turned in her seat and smiled at Noah. “Welcome to the family.”

Will everyone else accept him so easily? What other trouble are they going to face? I’ll have more for you next week.

Wyatt barely spared his father a glance. He was still smarting from the last argument they’d had. “I live two streets over, Dad. Are you counting the whole two cars I passed?”

His dad barked out a laugh. “Right. Everything okay?”

“Fine.”

“Wyatt…”

Wyatt just kept moving through the house. He couldn’t stand to even be close to his father right now. It was dramatic, he knew that. But, he needed to sort through his thoughts before he could handle it.

He walked into the kitchen and his mom turned from the sink. He leaned over and kissed her cheek. “Hey, Mama.”

She took one look at his face, then sighed and shook her head. “You are still fighting with your father. Why must you?”

“I’m not doing anything. He made his opinion very clear, and I made it equally as clear that I do not appreciate it. There’s not really anywhere to go from there.”

“I hate when you two fight. Even when neither of you are right.”

“Mom…”

She shook her head. “I know love isn’t quite logical, but he’s just worried about you. He may not have handled it well, but it’s because he does care about you.”

“I don’t need him to protect me. Kaden isn’t going to do anything to hurt me. Dad would realize that if he even got to know him at all. He didn’t get protective with Andres.”

“You were sixteen when you were with him, and had already been friends for several years. And if you didn’t think he worried, especially when you both joined the Army, you’re wrong. He just doesn’t always show it the best way.”

Wyatt wasn’t quite sure he believed that, but he let it go for now. Nothing he could do about his father’s feelings, especially not when he was just barely managing his own.

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This week’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt was to use words ending with -ic or -ical. I have more with Wyatt and Kaden, well Wyatt. I have a feeling this isn’t the first time he and his father have butted heads.

Kyran crouched down behind the barrel, watching the people combing the street in front of them. “We have five people trying to kill us right now, what are we supposed to do?”

Arwyn ticked each person off his finger. “Actually, it’s more like eight.

“Oh, sorry I wasn’t specific enough!”

Arwyn bit back a chuckle. The man was so cute when he got angry. Especially when that was directed at Arwyn. It must be why he needled him so often. “At least half of them don’t even know what they’re doing. We just have to wait them out, then we can get out of here.”

“And what about the other half?”

“Between the two of us, I’m sure we can take them on. Don’t worry, I’ve got your back.”

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Back to my Pirates story for this week’s Fiction Friday. Not quite sure how they get to this point or where it will go from here.

We only have 2 more weeks of summer vacation left. I’m, well, not complaining about this(unless you hear me say we still have 2 weeks left). It’s actually a little less than that since they go back on a Tuesday. It hasn’t been a bad summer(we’ve had worse where they seem to fight constantly), but I’m ready to have the house back to myself.

The girl’s 11th birthday was on Friday. My dad came up on Thursday and took us to dinner. They just left to drive to California to visit with my stepmom’s son. They’ll be gone for the boy’s birthday as well(on Labor day) so they celebrated both birthdays that night. We had her birthday party on Sunday. It was a small party. Only my mom, grandma, one sister, niece & nephew, and mother-in-law showed up. My other sister had left Friday with her family to go to Florida, my sister-in-law was taking her son to football camp that day. With the boy’s birthday on labor day, it will probably be just as small. Or we’ll put it off for a week. Really need to make a decision on that soon.

It’s time for WiPPet Wednesday again. This week I’m sharing from By the Gun. The last time I shared from this, Carlos wasn’t sure if he could trust the girl(Catherine) he’d been falling for. This is the first scene from Catherine’s POV in Part 3. I have 19 sentences(8+1+5+2+0+1+8)

He closed his eyes, and Catherine just wanted to reach out to him. But, what good would that do? He’d already made clear his thoughts on where she stood. She wasn’t even sure of where that was right now, though. “I can sniff around some,” she said. “Find out exactly what happened.”
His eyes snapped open again, and he shook his head. “No, do not even consider that. Just stay out of it, Catherine, and stay away from my family’s land. There may not be much left of it, but it’s still ours. I don’t want you here.”
The words felt like a slap to the face. “Fine,” she said. “But I will find those answers, whether you want them or not.”
She strode back to her horse and swung up into the saddle. But, she had to force herself not to look back at Carlos. He obviously didn’t care about her at all anymore. That was just fine, then. She’d just have to stop worrying about him, too.

Friday was the girl’s 11th birthday. We’re having her party today. Thursday my dad came up and took us to dinner. He got both the kids big brownies at Pizza Hut. The boy’s birthday isn’t until 9/3, but my dad won’t be here for that, either. We’re having her party today. Ordered an ice cream cake, so that was one less thing I had to worry about last night. I did bake 2 loaves of zucchini bread though.

She opened gifts from us Friday night. I bought wrapping paper when I got the gifts last Sunday but was apparently not paying any attention. Because as I was wrapping them Wednesday night, I realized the paper said “baby” all over it, not “birthday”. Oops.

For now, here’s my progress for the week.

Color Code:

Goal met

Progress

Nothing Yet

Set Aside

Plotting:

Heart to Heart –Finish story toolkit& outline Act 1

This Week: Act 4 beat sheet, timeline

Neil & Lin(The Rileys #2) – Brainstorm

This Week: brainstormed Neil, Lin

Wyatt & Kaden(Gilbert, CO # 9) – Brainstorm

This Week: Brainstormed Wyatt, Kaden

GH & SF 3 – Brainstorm

This Week: Brainstormed Torin, Eamonn

Build This Love(Kurztown #8) – Brainstorm

This Week: Brainstormed Chris, Raegen

Writing:

Nowhere to Run – Get through Chapter 18 – 3/16 scenes

This week: 983 words

GH & SF 2 – Get through Part 1, Chapter 4 – 5/15 scenes

This Week: 3562 words

Craving You – Get through Chapter 5 – 2/13 scenes

This Week: 1695 words

By the Gun – Get through Part 3, Chapter 9 – 4/11 scenes

This Week: 2872 words

Editing:

Short Story Collection – Flesh Out

Goin’ Down

This week: 999 new words

Meeting Jonas

Changing History(though I may move this one to another collection)

Paint Me a Picture – transfer to Scrivener– 2/9 chapter

Green Hills & Smoky Fields – Initial Read through/Fill in [xx]s

This week: finished filling in details.

Stained Blood – Beta Edits

Flames of Renewal – Proofread

Law of Choice – CP edits

Side Projects:

Geoff – Write,edit & post to Patreon

This Week: 414 words

Hawk – 1500 words– 1082/1500 words

This Week: 582 words

Jacob & Matthew – 1500 words – 1068/1500 words

This Week: 507 words

Desmund – 1500 words – 979/1500 words

This Week: 444 words

Jonas & Isaac – 15 pages– 7.75/15 pages

This Week: 4.63 pages

Publishing:

Flames of Renewal

Reading:

Read: 13 books – 9/13 books

The WAG and the Scoundrel(Debbie McGowan)

Year of the Guilty Soul(A.M. Leibowitz)

Blue Flame(Jill Shalvis)

Cleaning House(Jeanne G’Fellers)

Those Jeffries Boys(Debbie McGowan)– Started this Saturday night. Finished it Tuesday night.

Welcome back to another visit with the Weekend Writing Warriors, the blog hop for anyone who likes to write, where we share 8-10 sentences from a project and sometimes get creative with punctuation. 😉 I’m continuing Hawk’s story, picking up from where last week’s left off(“Yes,” she said, “it’s back this way. Can you tell me anything?”)

“When we get into the cage.”
I felt Noah jerk away from me, but I barely glanced at him. “Car,” I told him, “not an actual cage.”
“Feels like one when you’re used to being on a bike all the time, though,” Barbie said, cracking a grin even though I could tell she was still worried.
“Yes, ma’am,” Noah said quietly.
“Oh, Hawk, your new friend is polite; that’s a breath of fresh air, isn’t it?”
My lips quirked up slightly at that. “Funny, Barbie, really, and he’s not exactly a friend.”
“Really, and what’s Devil going to think about that?”
“Stop, I’ll tell you everything when we’re on our way home.”